YouTube's Princess (Westheeditor)

Stephanie

My heart has never felt so free. When I'm with Wes everything is new and perfect. The world is such a different place when he is around. He is always smiling or laughing. Everything seems stress free around him. Never in my life, have I had someone to look forward to seeing. But when I woke up this morning he was all I could think about. Kissing him made me feel like a completely new person, like I had no past and no flaws. He made me feel like I had never been touched. He was gentle and was never forceful. I glanced gown at my hands and thought of what he said. My mind pictured him by his car, calling me lovely. He was like a Prince and being with him felt like a fairytale. 

I texted him around six the next evening and he replied with a picture of himself holding a picture of himself dressed as a video game character, "Prints came in!" Was what his message said. I smiled as I saved the picture as his contact photo.

I asked him if he was home, and he told me that he was on his way. He asked me to meet him there and I couldn't stop myself from smiling. I changed out of the clothes I wore to the studio and into a pair of black leggings and an oversized t shirt. I slid on a pair of shoes, then left my apartment.

When I got to his apartment complex he was waiting by his car, "Joven is upstairs," he told me with a frown as I walked towards him, "I was thinking that we could make a video for my channel tonight. Would you like to be in it?"

I shrugged my shoulders, "I probably won't be much help. You will have to teach me."

We walked up the thousand steps until we reached his door, "Honey, I'm back!" Wes exclaimed as we entered.

"Oh, hey Steph." Joven said from the kitchen when we walked in.

"Hey," I said and glanced into the kitchen to see what he was cooking.

"I am cooking spaghetti tonight." Joven said.

"Sounds delicious, babe!" Wes said to Joven with a laugh as we continued to move towards his room, "We are about to play Zombies for my channel." Wes told him, "Let me know when the food is ready, darling."

"Stop saying things, Wes!" Joven said with a smile as Wes and I entered his room.

Wes pulled out the gaming chair and let me sit, "I'll go get a kitchen chair." He to me as he scurried out of the room.

He pulled the chair close and sat down, "You can sit here if you want." I told him.

"I want you to be comfortable," he told me as he fidgeted with a bunch of buttons and we appeared in the lower corner of his computer screen. He tried to explain the controls, but I wouldn't be able to understand until the game began.

Both of our characters appeared on the screen and I had to find the zombies to kill. I ran around in circles until I found a group of them, "Oh no!" I shouted when I realized that I don't know how to shoot the gun. He shouted a letter and I looked down at the remote to find the button. By the time I clicked it I was already killed by a zombie.

We played for about ten minutes and I died about fifty times. A zombie jumped at the screen and I screamed, "I don't like this game!" I exclaimed and Wes laughed at me, "Zombies are scary!"

"Alright, everyone," he said to the camera.

"Wes, the spaghetti is done!" Joven shouted from outside of the door.

Wes closed the video and I waved to the camera before he shut everything down. We walked out of his room to see Joven sitting at the dining room table with a mountain of spaghetti on the plate in front of him, "What kind of spaghetti is it?" I asked him as Wes and I moved toward the kitchen.

"Meatballs!" Joven said loudly and I glanced over my shoulder to see him take a large bite of his food.

"Joven! Please," Wes said as I awkwardly laughed to myself, "The neighbors don't want to hear about our meatballs." He laughed. Joven shouted again as Wes and I began to fix our plates, "I'm sorry." He told me and I smiled.

"Don't apologize," Joven said as if he were offended, "You love me."

"But I don't claim him," Wes told me quietly as I put a serving of spaghetti in my plate and followed him to the table.

"I thought about inviting Anthony and Ian, but they had a shoot for Part Timers." Joven said.

"What's that?" They explained the YouTube show to me as we ate, "Sounds funny." I said honestly when they were finished describing it.

When we finished eating Joven asked for Wes to play a video game with him and I got awkward, "Later tonight?" He said as we moved towards his room, "Once Steph leaves." He said to Joven, "I want to spend time with her, first."

"Alright, well I'm going to play now." He said as he moved towards the living room with his second plate.

I went into the bathroom and rinsed my mouth out with water. I wiped my face on a paper towel, then tossed it into the trash. When I came out I assumed that Wes was in his room and opened the door to find him in the process of taking off his shirt. He was facing away from me, but I still began to blush, "I'm sorry," I said quickly as I stepped back and went to close the door. I glanced over my shoulder to see Joven looking at me.

"It's fine," Wes said glancing at me as he tossed his shirt on the floor in the corner of his room. He turned to face me and I fought to suppress my awkwardness, "What do you think?" He asked, wiggling his eyebrows and flexing his muscles in many different poses.

"Love!" We heard Joven call from the couch, "Work it, girl!" He shouted. Wes walked towards me and shut the door to his room.

"What do you think?" He asked, staring into my eyes and smirking at me.

"I think your pants have a lot of zippers on them," I told him with a smile a she lightly laughed.

"I can take those off too, if you'd like," I quickly shook my head and he laughed, "I'm kidding, but if you don't mind, I'd like to keep my shirt off."

He stepped forward and wrapped his hands around my waist, gently pulling me against him. My tiny hands rested on his chest, "What do you want to do now?" I asked him with a smile and he slowly swayed with me towards his bed.

"I had something in mind," he said with a smirk and fell onto his bed, pulling me on top of him.